So how in the hell did I discover that? Well, I often look to see where people are popping into my website from. It's a good way to find where links to Justacarguy are coming from, and if they have other cool stuff I'd like to see. You never know when you might stumble onto something. This is evidence that the unforeseeable is more inexplicable that anything you could possibly imagine

And what in the hell are "Sex With Cars" readers interested in the Nissan for?

In June 1895, the Unique Cycling club of Chicago had a club laws that on all runs bloomers and knickerbockers shall be worn.

In New York World, a list of rules for women on bicycles was posted (and seem ludicrous now)

Don’t be a fright
Don’t faint on the road (Still a good idea)
Don’t wear a man’s cap
Don’t wear tight garters
Don’t forget your tool bag (Still a good idea)
Don’t attempt a “century”
Don’t coast. It is dangerous
Don’t boast of your long rides
Don’t criticize people’s “legs.”
Don’t wear loud hued leggings
Don’t cultivate a “bicycle face” (what the hell is that?)
Don’t refuse assistance up a hill
Don’t wear clothes that don’t fit (Still a good idea)
Don’t neglect a “light’s out” cry
Don’t wear jewellery while on a tour
Don’t race. Leave that to the scorchers
Don’t wear laced boots. They are tiresome (Still a good idea)
Don’t imagine everybody is looking at you
Don’t go to church in your bicycle costume (yeah... but hey, that's up to your church)
Don’t wear a garden party hat with bloomers
Don’t contest the right of way with cable cars (Still a good idea)
Don’t chew gum. Exercise your jaws in private
Don’t wear white kid gloves. Silk is the thing
Don’t ask, “What do you think of my bloomers?” (Still a good idea)
Don’t use bicycle slang. Leave that to the boys
Don’t go out after dark without a male escort
Don’t without a needle, thread and thimble
Don’t try to have every article of your attire “match”
Don’t let your golden hair be hanging down your back
Don’t allow dear little Fido to accompany you (Still a good idea)
Don’t scratch a match on the seat of your bloomers
Don’t discuss bloomers with every man you know (Still a good idea)
Don’t appear in public until you have learned to ride well
Don’t overdo things
Let cycling be a recreation, not a labor
Don’t ignore the laws of the road because you are a woman
Don’t try to ride in your brother’s clothes “to see how it feels”
Don’t scream if you meet a cow. If she sees you first, she will run
Don’t cultivate everything that is up to date because you ride a wheel
Don’t emulate your brother’s attitude if he rides parallel with the ground
Don’t undertake a long ride if you are not confident of performing it easily
Don’t appear to be up on “records” and “record smashing.” That is sporty.

Friday, March 06, 2015

Since I try to stick with only posting things with wheels, and have never before posted a hospital gurney (Well, could that have any connection to Dan Gurney?) here's my chance to pull off quite a coup... Peter Sellers and holy smokes a beautiful young woman that married him... Britt Eckland

the federal government sued the consortium of General Motors, Standard Oil, Firestone Tire and Rubber, Phillips Petroleum, and Mack Truck Manufacturing Co. for conspiring to deep-six the region's streetcars.

Most historians agree that GM and the other mega-companies only helped to speed the end of the railway, which already was deep into red ink.

World War II's shortages of gasoline and rubber crippled bus service. By the end of the war, the trolley lines were decrepit, obsolete and deep in the red. Some Angelenos purchased the trolleys from scrap dealers, moved them to vacant lots and began living in them during the city's housing shortage.

In 1945, American City Lines, a subsidiary of National City Lines, a Chicago-based company whose investors included General Motors and other big oil and rubber interests, bought the remaining electric streetcar line in LA.

National City Lines soon controlled 46 transit networks in the Midwest and West. The company began scrapping these electric systems and replacing them with diesel buses that -- surprise -- used fuel and rubber.

By 1946, the Justice Department had caught on. It filed an antitrust suit against National City Lines for conspiracy to monopolize the transit industry. But before the suit came to trial in Chicago, the consortium of big companies bailed out, selling their holdings in National City Lines. That essentially left it as an empty corporation.

In 1949, the case finally came to trial. The verdict was mixed, with acquittals and convictions. Although they no longer owned National City Lines, the companies in the consortium were fined wrist-slapping amounts of $5,000 each, while individual company officials were fined $1 each, for a total of $37,007. By then, the far-flung suburbs were crisscrossed by cars, highways and a few freeways, and the so-called conspiracy plot simply applied the coup de grace to a dying system.

And let me start by saying in no particular order, with the reason that they were known to race cars on tracks, or events that consisted of planned courses recognized as serious racing. ( Baja for example, or dry lakes)

Yes, I find the stupid islamic fanatical bullshit about women not driving or showing their faces to be vile... and I find this joke to be funny. Not only does it finally work around the muslim fanatics problem with women driving, it does so while slapping a joke one the burka too.

Well thank you Dan! I've never before been told that anything I've done is "spectacular" .. that is mighty high praise! I have to mention that that trucking post would not have turned out as well if I hadn't been motivated top try and post as well as my friend Steve at http://serviside.blogspot.com/ because his thoroughness of posting is a wonder to behold, and though I mostly just pop stuff up quickly so that I can get to the other things I find interesting enough to share, some things like the Goodyear Wingfoot Express, the REO Mountaineer, etc, deserve a far better post than my usual photo with a caption and link to source material